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Your biggest, ugliest, most unproud F-up you're willing to share here.

 

 What did you do? How big was it? And how bad was it really??

 

 I'll start.

  I mean, I have a LOT of them, but I'll just pick one and throw it out there.

 

 

 

   I moved in with my boyfriend a few years ago. This was before I found out he was mentally insane and messed around with his medications.

    After a year of living with him and trying to get out of the situation, I just ran away to Los Angeles for a while and slept with someone else for a few weeks.   I straight up cheated on the crazy guy. 

 

 What's another one?

      I took out a couple of credit cards through Target and Victoria's Secret (like all stupid people do) and I stayed really good with them for a few years...and recently, I just gave up paying on them, and I think I've defaulted. So now my credit is fucked.  I'm sure that's gonna haunt me for a while yet.

 

 

 Your's?

 C'mon, you're not all perfect.

 

xo

TB

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During college, I was doing poorly in a class and my professor asked me to meet him at like 6 PM in his office. Yeah... that probably should have given me a clue of what was to come, but I am so absurdly naive that an inappropriate intention didn't even cross my mind.

After we met and I made it very clear that I was not into any, um, "compromises," I was sort of traumatized and had a lot of other things going on in my personal life, therefore I made the GREAT decision not to show up for my final and failed the class. To this day, the whole thing (and my undergrad GPA) bother me.

 

(I actually have a lot of other fuckup moments but I am short on time and I'd be here all day if I shared them all. Ha ha - but thanks for the reminder that I'm not the only one who isn't perfect!!!)

uh yeah...

   Well, i don't think you 'fucked up.'... i think you did the right thing.  And I also think you should have reported him.  That sort of thing is unacceptable. I can understand why you wouldn't show up for your final after that happened. I probably wouldn't have either. I also might have suspected if I DID show up for my final, I'd have failed anyway due to the rejection.

  Unfortunately, I DID have an affair with one of my professors, but it had nothing to do with grades. We just actually really liked each other. (He wasn't old either.)    But that did seriously screw with my undergrad life, including being removed from the university and his career being seriously damaged afterward.   There's some guilt for you.

 

 xoxo

Thanks. I guess I see it as a fuckup that I didn't handle the situation differently, because I didn't really do anything at all about it, didn't tell anyone, etc. and it annoys me that it ended up looking like I straight up failed a class. Boo.

 

As for having an affair with a professor - I dated one of my professors as well (who was not standing faculty i.e. was also in my age group). Fortunately, no one ever found out. I'm sorry to hear you weren't so lucky. How did the university find out?

When I needed my friends most, because I was going through a prolonged bout of depression, I isolated all of them by getting terribly drunk and making out with one of my friend's boyfriends. It's not the worst thing in the world, but it was pretty awful by my standards.

Everything turned out ok in the long run. Those things always do.
oye. Hurray for early twenties angst!   xoxo

Moved in with two people despite my parents warnings against said persons which led to the total destruction of my life following a shitload of drama that shouldn't have happened, and am still trying to pay off the debt that amassed thanks to that horrible situation and them dumping me with an apartment we were all supposed to be paying for.

 

(after threatening to take them to court, they paid the remainder of their rent, however I was left with all the cable, internet, phone and everything else, all of which the one roommate had apparently agreed to a one-year contract on so they wouldn't let me cancel)

suck.  sorry dude.
Started going to a 40,000 dollar a year college and dropped out half way through the semester without telling my parents; came home with keys to a beach house I would be sharing with my friends; did a ridiculous amount of drinking and drugs; had a nervous break down and moved back home...all within a period of 3 months. Sorry Mom.

AWESOME.    You should read my blog.

 

 ;) xoxo

Hey - at least it happened quickly? If it makes you feel any better, some people's downward spirals (i.e. mine) took a bit longer than a few months... and a few semesters of $40,000/year schooling. Oops.

Oh yes...

 

Also, I went through a phase where, thanks to the horrible relationships I had gotten involved in, I convinced myself that I was only worth something when guys wanted me sexually, so I started using a geek website I knew of to get male attention... did pretty much everything except cyber... I drew the line there... Not one of my proudest times in my life.

that actually doesn't sound that bad or far off from normal for girls...

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